[ the truth is she only listens so far -- because she's lillian crawley, and she doesn't care much about explanations so much as the throbbing, visceral feelings lodged tight in her chest. madison's excuses and explanations and apologies only ever went so far with her too.
at length, she looks up at him. the anger hasn't left her face yet, even if it's subdued by her exhaustion. ]
Maybe facin' whatever y'could've become would've been better than y'just leavin'. Maybe that would've hurt less.
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at length, she looks up at him. the anger hasn't left her face yet, even if it's subdued by her exhaustion. ]
Maybe facin' whatever y'could've become would've been better than y'just leavin'. Maybe that would've hurt less.